Are you a citizen of Heaven, my friend?
Do you have your passport, to journey's end?
The flight awaits, don't be left behind
Give to Caesar what's his, and peace of mind.

The gates of pearl, the streets of gold,
A paradise of love, never grows old,
But to enter, you must have the pass,
No shortcuts or detours, just faith that lasts.

The angels sing, the trumpets sound,
A celebration, the King is crowned,
And all who enter, have their names written,
In the Book of Life, forever smitten.

So don't delay, don't hesitate,
Repent and believe, before it's too late,
For the white passport, the only way,
To see your daddy in Heaven, one fine day.


The journey ahead may be rough and long,
But with Jesus, we are never wrong,
He walks beside us, guides our way,
And in His arms, we safely stay.

The white passport, a symbol of grace,
A reminder of the love that we embrace,
It grants us access, to our true home,
Where we are known, and never alone.

So cherish this passport, with all your might,
And live a life that's pleasing in His sight,
For when the day comes, and the flight takes off,
You'll be ready, with no fear to scoff.

For the destination, is worth the wait,
A place where love and joy never abate,
And with your white passport, in your hand,
You'll join the choir, in a heavenly band.

So let your light shine, for all to see,
And share this passport, with humility,
For the gift of salvation, is meant to be shared,
So others may come, and be spared.

And when the journey's done, and the flight is over, You'll see your daddy, and all will be in order,
For with your white passport, and a heart of gold,
You'll hear the words,
"Well done, my child, you're home."